When Sorrow Fails Poem by Celestine Ikwuamaesi

When heart snaps and eye runs dry,
lips lock up. The soul wails aloud
in silent communion with Heaven;
a tear straggles burrowing furrows.

Sorrow fails to mend a broken heart
nor wishes reverse flowing stream.
Winking dew wafts up with sun's ray
while dust drops down to earth.

Who stays seasons from wearing
off a winsome face? Changes etche,
draw complex contours on soft skin.
Flux! Flux is the game though denied.

Life is flowing stream, heading to sea,
uncaring of caprices of fickle minds.
The world is a forest of shuffling legs,
ever moving, never feigning a loss.